All Verses Due THURSDAY night 2:00am EASTERN
All Voting Due Sunday Night @ or around 8:00pm EASTERN
(Voting is considered open until Mods close matches)​

-Line Limit-

Minimum 12 -- Maximum 30
Agree with opponent on check in
If there is no agreement, 2nd emcee to post must match 1st persons verse
(2nd emcee can post less but not more lines then his opponent)​

-Voting-

You Must Post Links to 5 Battles you Voted on
A new "Voting Links Thread" will be posted weekly.
You must Post your voting links in this thread where I'll
Keep it updated & organized & those who don't vote will
Actually be penalized from here on out. I promise

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Each Battler is required to vote on at least 5 Battles
1 Vote deduction for each battle not voted on
Voting is open only for those who are signed into the RBLIf You are signed in you CANNOT vote until your first battle is up!
Votes must be explained, No Hate Votes, Crew Votes, Revenge VotesEveryone Must vote on Contender, & Title matches (EVERY WEEK)

-General Rules-

1st emcee to post can't edit after 2nd emcee posts
2nd emcee can't edit after the first vote is made
No Biting or Recycling, if Caught your out of the RBL
Bitching, Crying, Freeposting, Swaying. Whining..
Beefing, Cursing, Spamming & other forms of Badmanner
Is strictly to go in the Beef, Magazine, Predictions, or Hookups(If broken the Mod has the right to Edit & Clean Up Threads)
New rules will be voted on by the Mods & Members of the RBL
Mods can Adjust rules accordingly to circumstance!
Questions, Suggestions, Ideas, Problems.. Contact the Mod!​

the mag says you're mad?!? BOO you pouter fag...
never thought I'd battle Doc Richards.. aka.. Doogie Howsers dad
I hate to rag, bitch... but you such a putrid pussy, literally
that the rag jumped out ya vag scrubbin itself rigorously
I bbq a crying bitch...don't try to bite my science spits
cuz if you on my spit... you're bein cooked alive as you die from it
you blind of wit... bereft of heart.. and lacking in talent
faggot your deficit of assets...could inflate the national balance
you ballooned w/ hot air...but I have such affable talons
death is the ground..with Butterfly and Jack as the ballast
Mahalo! the sound of your flesh ripped is the new sound
as I spread so many shells you'll think you died at a Luau
skin ya frame... make a suit..to see what ya bitch'll do
slap her around n' go ass to mouth..w/ her thinkin its you!

"How'd it get so big?"...
"Uh.. I took some pills baby thats how much you meant to me"
"thank god! it used to feel so creepy like a centipede"
"Im a better me..actually I'm a murdering rapist, Doc is not me""oh who gives a damn about that scrub..FUCK ME Papi!"